Tom gave her a grin. “They had a forced hot air heating system. No one knows why, but she liked to pee down the heating vent in the living room. Smelled like hell when the heat ran.”
Kendra tried to hide her smile. “What did they do? How did they get her to stop?”
Tom answered, “Moved to a place with no heating vents in the floor.”
Laughter bubbled up from Kendra’s throat and filled the kitchen. Tom joined her and even though he didn’t understand the joke, Connor chimed in.
Kendra took Connor from him. “Come on, Squirt. You and Mommy need a bath.”
Tom had to tease her and asked, “Need someone to wash your back?”
Kendra’s jaw went slack at his comment, which had to mean the thought of getting hot and soapy with him was not a bad thing. “No, thanks. I think I can manage.”
Tom chuckled. “Suit yourself.”
Kendra gasped, startling them all. “Tom, we forgot my keyboard! It’s in the back of the van. It will melt in this heat.”
Tom put a hand on her shoulder and gave it a brief squeeze. “Don’t worry. I’ll go get your van and bring the keyboard when I come over tonight, okay? We can look at some apartments online and make a list of the ones we want to go see.”
He loved that she shivered at his touch. “Okay.”
Unable to resist the urge, Tom leaned closer and kissed her cheek. “See ya, then.” He ruffled Connor’s hair and kissed him, too. “See ya, buddy. No more peeing in plants, okay?”
Connor giggled. “’Kay. Bye, Tom.”
Tom smiled and left the apartment, but not before noticing her longing gaze at him, before saying to her son, “Come on, honey. Let’s go get cleaned up.”